Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

"A Tianyin grass is worth 52 silver coins."

Song Yu said.

Jian Xunxian was stunned, as if he didn't expect the value to be so low.

"If you keep it for too long after picking, the medicinal effect will be lost too much, otherwise you can get one gold coin."

Song Yu explained.

In fact, this Tianyin grass surprised him because it was very rare. If eaten, it could greatly enhance a practitioner's sensitivity to sound.

If you're lucky, you might be able to realize sound-related enhanced abilities, such as being able to hear sounds thousands of meters away.

After Jian Xunxian heard this, he took out another item, this time it was a ball of ice-cold liquid.

"Xuan Yin Water, these are worth 45 silver coins."

Jian Xunxian nodded, "Okay, let's top up."

A dish of tofu soup is worth 68 silver coins, which is enough.

Soon, Jian Xunxian saw a product of tofu soup.

Looking at the crystal clear tofu soup, Jian Xunxian couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

Even though we know that the greatest effect of this tofu soup is to condense the sword intent seeds, this presentation is probably the best in the culinary world.

As for the taste, it goes without saying.

He tasted it slowly.

The flavor of this tofu soup is not that strong and does not escape.

However, after the entrance, Jian Xunxian's expression changed slightly.

It tastes so good, but it’s just tofu soup...

There was only this sentence in his mind.

After he finished drinking, Song Yu did not isolate him, but looked at him quietly.

"Boss Song, won't you help me? Just like they did before."

Song Yu shrugged: "Of course you can if you need it, but I just isolated their bodies and auras to prevent them from being disturbed, because their cultivation is low and they have a lot of energy to absorb the energy of the dishes. middle."

"I see, then there's no need to trouble Boss Song."

After saying that, Jian Xunxian stood up and stood in the Netherworld Pavilion.

Unlike others who sat cross-legged and woke up, he put his hands behind his back and slowly closed his eyes.

The fierce energy suddenly enveloped Netherworld Pavilion and Song Ji Restaurant at the next moment.

At this time, the diners at Songji Restaurant outside finally realized something was wrong.

You should know that the voices in Netherworld Pavilion usually come out, but Jian Xunxian came here today because he had important matters, so the two people's voices were naturally soundproofed. Many diners outside had no idea what they were talking about.

But now as soon as this terrifying sword intention came out, some of them reacted quickly, Jian Xunxian was making a breakthrough.

They quickly looked at the menu.

Sure enough, some of the diners who often pay attention to these things soon discovered that Yipin Tofu Soup was removed from the menu.

"It was Zhenxun Xunxian who ate a portion of tofu soup."

"Xunxian Zhenjun is already at the pinnacle of earth-level cultivation. If he continues to break through, wouldn't he have to..."

"Don't tease me, don't you know that no one has broken through to the peak of the earth level now? It is probably the Xunxian Zhenjun who has made a breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship."

"I said you are not paying attention to the important point. Zhenjun Xunxian's swordsmanship is not just starting to condense the seeds of sword intent, right?"

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned.

That's right, Jian Xunxian's sword cultivation has already comprehended the sword intention, so he still needs to condense the seeds of the sword intention?

Is there something wrong with this?

Song Yu knew that it would take some time when he saw him in Netherworld Pavilion wrapped in sword intent but not much changed.

The undisguised breakthrough made many diners eager to post what happened here to group chats and forums.

Countless people began to discuss, what is the real purpose of Xunxian Zhenjun eating Yipin Tofu Soup?

Is it just to strengthen the swordsmanship?

During this period, many practitioners who were close to Song Ji Restaurant also came to watch.

Although it was only silver-level food, the condensed sword intent seeds were enough to make them curious.

Not to mention that Jian Xunxian is a master at the pinnacle of the earth level. Many swordsmen are trying to squeeze into Song Ji Restaurant.

Because when someone breaks through in the store, even if it causes crowding, Boss Song and Shopkeeper Song will generally not chase people away and can gather together to watch.

Among them are Su Xianlong Xia Tian and others.

"Senior Su, does Xunxian Zhenjun really need to condense the sword intent seeds again?"

Xia Tian was very puzzled and asked.

Su Xianlong shook his head.

How did he know? It stands to reason that the senior brother's swordsmanship cultivation does not require the concentration of sword intent seeds at all. Only a half-hearted swordsman like himself can try eating a tofu soup if he has any ideas.

"Why don't you ask Boss Song." Su Xianlong said.

Xia Tian shook his head again and again: "I can't squeeze in."

Everyone was chatting in low voices, waiting for the critical moment to arrive.

This process lasted for about half an hour. Lin Tianyao, who was sitting quietly, suddenly stared at Jian Xunxian.

"coming."

He is also a swordsman, and his perception is much more sensitive than others.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard bursts of sword sounds.

A large number of cultivators crowded in Song Ji's restaurant began to hold down their swords in a panic.

All the swords vibrated and seemed to want to be unsheathed.

Their master hurriedly suppressed his sword.

Even Li Yan, who came from behind, couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pressed it on the scabbard of the Taiyin Sword.

On the contrary, Gui Huangtian She behind her did not move at all.

Two minutes later, there was finally a change, and an unparalleled edge began to spread out from the Netherworld Pavilion, causing many practitioners to quickly use their magic power to resist.

Lin Tianyao stared at Jian Xunxian closely, for fear of missing any detail.

Song Yu also looked at Jian Xunxian. He was a little curious as to how far Jian Xunxian would understand the way of the sword.

The reason why he can dismiss the so-called swordsmanship of these swordsmen as not worth mentioning is that the Netherworld Reincarnation Art has raised his own platform high enough, and he himself knows this.

Talking about swordsmanship alone, in fact, the illusory swordsmanship described by Song Yu himself was enough for Jian Xunxian to dominate at the top of the earth level.

"Is this kind of physical sword intent, this completely different pressure, the real way of swordsmanship?"

An invisible sword pressure made Lin Tianyao muttering to himself.

He himself can exert pressure with sword intent, but he is far from being able to achieve such strong sword pressure now, but he thinks that he is already one of the strongest among the swordsmen in the practice world. .

In the past, he believed that the greatest role of sword intention was to allow sword cultivators to go further in the way of swordsmanship and to increase the power of sword techniques.

Only now did he realize that this true sword intention could surprisingly make a low-level person kneel on the ground without even using a single sword move.

Lin Yuan glanced at the small wounds on his exposed arms that healed instantly, and exclaimed: "He really made the right choice this time."

With the strength of his body, it is probably difficult for spiritual magic weapons to hurt him now, but the sharp aura formed under the pressure of the sword is so powerful, which shows how much Jian Xunxian has improved now.

"Buzz...buzz..."

There were waves of commotion outside.

Everyone turned around, only to see countless iron tools falling to the ground, blocked by the door of Song Ji Restaurant.

In the alley, iron tools kept flying from all directions.

Not only were there swords in the store at this moment, but all the weapons began to vibrate, as if they were about to fly towards the Netherworld Pavilion.

Song Yu saw that there were already people who could no longer suppress their weapons, so he raised his hand and pressed down, suppressing everyone's weapons in place, and lost contact with their masters.